So my shaver died while I was trimming...ya know. And now it is half way done. I don't think there's currently any aesthetic in keeping it this way...
Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
i kept drunkenly begging people i met to be in my facebook mafia
just heard a glass bottle fall in lecture and my first thought was to yell party foul.....is it friday yet?
which guy lost his keys in my bed this weekend?
And apparently i asked another younger guy at the bar if he wanted his bud light pumped straight into his vag. As i put back an irish car bomb...
so much tequila, so little girl.
You tried to use him as a battering ram. I'm 99% certain that's why he left.
The part where he comes over and ignores you isn't what makes me mad about that story... It's the fact that he ate your tacos, AND THEN proceeded to ignore you. That's cold hearted.
I have rug burns on my nipples. Thanks for being an awesome wing girl.
That was fun and all, but let's never have sex on a ladder ever again.
Also this morning I remembered seeing the stripper he threw up on later in the night. She was clothed though.
All I remember was you telling him there was something behind him so he would turn around and you could slide down his carpeted stairs on your belly without a shirt on. How's that carpet burn btw?
Her tits are so fantastic they gave him a panic attack.
I'm covered in bruises and scratches. I dont know whether to call them battlescars or sex decals
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